[347-Silver’s Farewell]
“Also… No matter whether he is crazy or not, now, no one will vindicate him, and no one will believe it. This history has already been reduced to ashes, and there is no chance to whitewash it.”
Lin Jie habitually crossed his hands and sighed: “The kingdom and people of the past have passed away, and even Candela’s own soul has perished forever, leaving only a vague memory.”
“In any case, a king who slaughtered his own people to destroy the country is already a lunatic from any point of view.”
When we first met, the reason why Candela didn’t even refute, he directly admitted that he was crazy at the beginning, the source of the so-called “Great Plague”.
Probably because once the truth is told, the ancient elf kingdom, which is a symbol of beauty in various myths and legends, will collapse in an instant and become an evil, terrifying, cowardly and selfish opposite.
Presumably, Candela did not want his country to look like this in the eyes of future generations.
It is a pity that since there is no record of such a possibility circulating in all the information provided by the Truth Society, it is very likely to explain… The bereaved family who knew the real truth at that time did not defend Candela in any way.
The sins of the people of this country are ultimately borne by their king.
Lin Jie couldn’t help but think of when he enlightened Candela, who kept repeating that everything was his own sin.
He was the one who went mad at the gods because of his arrogance, he was the one who slaughtered his people, and he was the one who destroyed Elviz, so he did not long for redemption, nor did he feel that he could atone for his sins, but willingly endured the never-ending torment.
But if he had never been mad, what was he bound, tortured, and exiled by? Launch URL https://m.xswang.com
Maybe… just a sense of guilt.
As the king of this country, it was his fault that he failed to protect the land and his people. He was blamed for his own incompetence, so he felt that the culprit was himself.
Or maybe it took tens of thousands of years for Candela, who was trapped in that sword, to have blurred memories for a long time, leaving only endless guilt, and the words of the outside world kept conveying that he was a sinner. Information.
In the end, even he himself believed it.
It’s so sad.
Bai Yin whispered: “‘Exile’ Candela, he was trapped in the holy sword that killed him by his own obsession – the one who exiled him has always been himself.”
Lin Jie silently summoned the holy sword from his dream, placed it on his knees, brushed his fingers over the sharp blade, and said, “But he is a good king.”
The holy sword is silent, and the resentment accumulated for tens of thousands of years has long since dissipated with Candela’s soul. What remains is only a cold weapon, and naturally there will be no response.
But the memory that Candela once gave to Lin Jie boiled at this moment, and the second half of the memory, which had been covered by the dark fog like a shadow, became clear in an instant.
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“Wang, I’m sorry, I’m sorry… We only have this way! If we don’t, we have no way to fight the darkness at all! We have no choice…”
“Damn you! How dare you…”
“Don’t you want to watch Elfuz be destroyed? Haven’t you tried it… That god in the depths of the darkness is an existence that cannot be resisted at all, aren’t you… also failed? Oh, let’s say, you You can’t even see him at all.”
“…”
“That’s right, what we’re doing now is the only way to save Elfz!”
“King, you should learn to choose, in order to survive, part of the sacrifice is necessary, we are well aware of your kindness, but… you see, they voluntarily became test subjects for Elfuz, you can ask their Willingness, they also all want to contribute their strength to the kingdom.”
“Are you going to live up to their expectations?”
“Enough… I’ll go deep into the darkness one more time, don’t say any more.”
…
“King, you are back…”
“You are lying to me, why?”
“I’m sorry, cough… Wang, have you succeeded?”
“…”
“It doesn’t matter, you don’t have to blame yourself, you have done a good job… Wang, you are really a good king, but we are not good ministers. I’m sorry for making you see such an embarrassing side.”
“But you are so kind, you will certainly grant our last request.”
“—Please kill us.”
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“I am the last king of Elfuz, Candela, I am willing to pay any price and ask for the protection of the original witches here.”
“Please bless my scattered people… let them live.”
“it is good.”
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Lin Jie closed his eyes, and the ringed white mark on his wrist felt a scorching stinging pain, which made him stretch out his hand to hold the piece of skin.
This trace is the transformation of the crown that Candela gave him in the dream, and it is the symbol of the Elf King.
Gradually clear memories pieced together that history.
“It turns out that…”
Lin Jie said in his heart, “I’m wrong to blame Candela’s courtiers for one thing. They are really desperate, because it’s not just the innocent people who are being treated as lambs, but even themselves.”
He remembered the picture of the huge, bloated monster that Candela saw in his memory when he returned to his king’s city, begging their king to kill him with a weird tone.
“Thinking about it this way, it’s actually them who are crazy.”
“But how painful it must have been when Candela, who was awake from beginning to end, wielded his sword to kill them.”
The mark on Lin Jie’s wrist gradually subsided, but in the end Candela’s mood swings when he committed suicide condensed into a trace of doubt.
Primordial Witch’s Asylum?
But in Candela’s memory, what appeared in front of him was not a witch in the usual sense… but four strange things that were more deformed and twisted than that huge monster.
The voice is a normal female voice, although there is a little reverberation…
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but one of the voices seems a little familiar?
Lin Jie’s thoughts were erratic, and it was a bit difficult to identify for a while. After all, there are thousands of similar voices, maybe they are just a bit similar.
Hmm… In short, the price Kandela paid was that he could never tell the truth to his own people, so that those elves would completely become believers of the witches.
This was originally his plan, so he naturally agreed immediately.
But in the end, it turned into tens of thousands of years of self-torture. I wonder if he would have hesitated if he knew it at the time.
Baiyin suddenly said slyly: “Candela’s mark? This is the symbol of the Elf King, and it was given to you voluntarily by him. In fact, it is equivalent to the handover of the throne. If you can find the remnants of Elfuz, maybe they are willing to serve you. be king.”
Lin Jie twitched the corners of his mouth: “Forget it, I’m the owner of the bookstore. It’s okay to take care of books and people? I don’t want to end up with Candela.”
Bai Yin said in a gentle tone, “I know you’re lazy.”
She paused, then said softly, “I won’t appear for a while. You can swallow this dream with your own, so you can come in without a dream catcher.”
Lin Jie was surprised: “Where are you going?”
Bai Yin said: “Secret~”
Lin Jie: “…”
Bai Yin smiled and said, “But I promise, we will meet again soon.”
Lin Jie still wanted to speak, but felt the cold and soft touch on his forehead, and lost his words for a while.
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Lin Jie opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.
The dream catcher hanging directly above quickly turned to ashes in the twilight of the morning light, and disappeared without a trace, leaving nothing.
He smashed his mouth and pondered for a while, and suddenly stunned, that voice seemed to be very similar to Baiyin?